rer, _Cacafogo_, both their brains butter'd,
Cannot make two spoonfulls.

Cacafogo:

My Father's dead: I am a man of war too,
Monyes, demesns; I have ships at sea too,
Captains.

Juan de Castro:

Take heed o'th' Hollanders, your ships may leak else.

Cacafogo:

I scorn the Hollanders, they are my drunkards.

Alonzo:

Put up your gold Sir, I'le borrow it else.

Cacafogo:

I am satisfied, you shall not,
Come out, I know thee, meet mine anger instantly.

Leon:

I never wrong'd ye.

Cacafogo:

Thou hast wrong'd mine honor,
Thou look'dst upon my Mistris thrice lasciviously,
I'le make it good.

Juan de Castro:

Do not hea[t] your self, you will surfeit.

Cacafogo:

Thou wan'st my mony too, with a pair of base bones,
In whom there was no truth, for which I beat thee,
I beat thee much, now I will hurt thee dangerously.
This shall provoke thee.

[He strikes.

Alonzo:

You struck too low by a foot Sir.

Juan de Castro:

You must get a ladder when you would beat
This fellow.

Leon:

I cannot chuse but kick again, pray pardon me.

Cacafogo:

Had'st thou not ask'd my pardon, I had kill'd thee,
I leave thee as a thing despis'd, _assoles manus a vostra siniare_
_a Maistre_.

[Exit _Cacafogo_.

Alonzo:

You have scap'd by miracle, there is not in all _Spain_,
A spirit of more fury than this fire drake.

Leon:

I see he is hasty, and I would give him leave
179] To beat me soundly if he would take my bond.

Juan de Castro:

What shall I do with this fellow?

Alonzo:

Turn him off,
He will infect the camp with cowardise,
If he goe with thee.

Juan de Castro:

About some week hence Sir,
If I can hit upon no abler officer,
You shall hear from me.

Leon:

I desire no better.
[Exit.

[Enter _Estifania_, and _Perez_.]

Michael Perez:

You have made me now too bountifull amends, Lady
For your strict carriage when you saw me first,
These beauties were not meant to be conceal'd,
It was a wrong to hide so sweet an object,
I cou'd now